Sunday/Sundae

...and now Sunday. Should Sunday posts have a theme? Am thinking of something along the lines of "How I am keeping the Sunday Grumpies away THIS week." As much as Friday is my favorite day of the week, Sunday, or more so Sunday night, is my least favorite. It is a lovely day, most Sundays, until about 3 or 4 pm, when Monday looms. I start to think of the week ahead, and all previously achieved zen disappears. Such is life I suppose. It is kind of like a vacation. You stress in anticipation, spend the first day aclimating, enjoy a few days in the middle, and spend the last couple of days realizing it is coming to a close. I mean, that IS what happens to everyone, right? Or is it just me? I am reminded of a quote from Dr. Seuss, who shares my birthday (as does Jon Bon Jovi, but that is another blog, altogether) "Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened." I don't think I am a pessimist, but I have always been one to cry because it is over. There was ANY movie my parents took me to as a small child, where I cried through the credits. There was every single time we were leaving my grandparent's home in Buffalo. There was the end of summer camp, weaping as the counselors sang a final campfire song, "Blind Man." I am just a sap, I suppose, or maybe it is more than that. Maybe it is just that I so wholly and completely love and enjoy moments that I would love for them to go on and on forever. Either way, it makes for a sucky Sunday night.

Today, I am evading the Sunday Grumpies with the following...

1. A Shamrock Shake on the way home from groceries

2. A steak dinner...first time grilling this season...yep, we started, March 7th

3. SUN and a glorious sunny day. It is amazing what sun does for the soul

SO, off to put kids to bed, and Sunday, you didn't get me, at least today.

First Sunday of my 40th year - VICTORY CHERYL